Promises, Promises, Promises

I know I have written a little here about the extreme insomnia I have encountered while going through this journey.

Someone said to me yesterday, “You know, it’s more like you nap rather than actually sleep.” And that’s true. I will fall asleep around 10, wake up around 1 (give or take an hour or so) and then stay awake till 4 or 4:30 (note, I wake up at 5).

So last night, I sat on the edge of my bed and had a long talk with Kidlet/Ludwig/Baby Moe.

It went something like this….

“Sweetie, your mommy really needs some sleep. REALLY. Can you please be nice to mommy and let her get some real sleep tonight? I’m not asking for 10 hours, I’m asking for just more than 4 consecutive hours.”

Mark walked through the bedroom, laughing.

I continued, “Really, sweet baby, your mommy really needs some good sleep. She’s not feeling good and doesn’t feel like she is taking the best care of you with how tired she is.”

And for good measure, “If you let mommy get some good sleep tonight, I will buy you something really good. Something better than a silly toy. I’ll buy you a pony! A nice pony if you let mommy get some sleep tonight”.